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to force contact with her nipples. I smiled at her frustration.
Tara let out her moan of pleasure and appreciation, "Aaaah. Hmmmmm. Aaaaaaah."
My fingers traced circles around her areola feeling them crinkle under the gentle pressure, watching them pass so close to her nipples, watching the tension rise in her body, the anticipation of the tingles, the desire rising my finger touches then flashes back as if burned, only to tentatively reach out and touch again, my thumb slid up and gently took her nipple between finger and thumb to lightly caress, to tease into full erection, her head fell back with a moan pressing her breast fully into my hand now. I could feel her erect nipple against my palm as my other hand joined and began to caress her other breast.
Then I made my hand slowly travel back down her body, Tara sucked in her stomach in anticipation. I could see her heaving up and down as her belly pulsated with each touch.
Tara made a subtle plea, nothing but a whisper, almost lost in the quiet background music "Pleeeeeease..... dont, darling."
As my fingers slid down her torso towards her crotch, her hips lifted. My hands traveled slowly, inexorably back up her legs, rubbing her thighs with both hands, a full bouquet of fingers dropping down to feel her pussy lips, the escaping moisture, her moan and I feel her ass lift up, again trying to force contact, my fingers barely touching her skin, slide over her engorged lips, to massage her mound. I flattened my whole palm over her love triangle, massaging deep through her mound I can feel her hard clit under my fingers, her lips separate of their own accord, her moisture seeping out, wetting my finger lubricating the tip as my finger touched her clit for the first time, so gentle, barely there, feels almost like a gentle breeze.
My fingers slide between her pussy lips to lie at her entrance, wet, tight, warm... it pressed on, but did not enter her opening. The tip of my finger slides up and over her clit, her body reacts with a slight jerk and a moan escapes her lips, quiet, peaceful... "Ohhhhhh...." And again as my finger passed back over it, this time penetrating Tara, sliding just inside, my palm presses against her clit as my finger tip slides into Tara, finding her spot, caressing so gently, rubbing back and forth over it I sense her frustration as Tara tries to grip my finger with her pussy lips.
My finger pulls out to rub gentle circles over her clit, a slight jerk of her body with each pass, speeding up concentrating on her clit her jerks become a vibration, her body tensing, her hips moving now, setting the tempo... "Ohhhhhh... Unnnnhgf...." her head back, hips rising off the bed, eyes pressed tightly shut in concentration of her pending orgasm... I watched as her eyes briefly flashed open upon the contact of my other hand, my

fingers searching, finding and caressing her spot, the time for gentleness now gone, Tara want only to cum, to feel the pulsing tingles, her erect nipples sending flashes of pleasure through her body with each pumping movement of her body.
I felt the rush of her juices flow, the pulsing squeezing of her pussy around my finger, watch the pulsations of pleasure flow through her body as her stomach tenses rhythmically, slowing... her pleasure is manifested in a series of grunts, short, staccato each accompanied by a squeeze, a pulse of flow, a flex of her stomach.
I left her pussy alone. I said, "Lift your hips up. I will now slide the wedge under your butt for some special action on your pussy."
Tara made a protesting noise, "No. Please dont raise my pussy for fucking it. Please." Yet she lifted her hips as high as she could. What woman would like to give up some real sexual pleasure for some useless modesty?
I pulled her to the edge of the bed and ensured that the wedge was there for her to be placed most delectably. I then slid in the wedge under her buttocks and ensured that her butts and her pussy were hanging in the air, as if suspended by her overcoming desire.
I started to massage her butts from below in a circular motion, followed by long vertical strokes beginning at the waist and ending at mid thigh. Each stroke moving progressively further inside the thigh, toward the labial lips. Alternately stroke the base of the crease between the buttocks, brushing along the anus (rosebud). After stroking the rosebud, allow her hand to glide down to the labia. I repeated this action of an up and down motion (from above the rosebud to the labia and back up again).
Tara was on fire. She was thrashing around a little. She pleaded, "Put it in. I am hot."
But, I had planned otherwise and did not penetrate the anus or vagina at this time.
All I did was to get up, and assisted her overcome her modesty and slightly spread her legs.
I gently grasped and stroked the labial lips with my fingers. After the lubrication seeping from Taras vaginal opening becomes more evident, I began to stroke the clitoral hood. The clitoris was already exposed and swollen. I started to rub it directly, using the pads of my two fingers (index and pointer).
I asked her, "Tara darling. You want more of it?"
"Yes. Ravi. Please. Be stronger. Faster."
I moved my fingers faster. I tried not to be hard on her clit. But she was now raising her hips more and more wanting to be given some hard sex.
As I went on, Tara cried out, "I am coming. Aaaaaannnh. Aaaaah. Hnnnnnnnnnn."
She collapsed on the wedge and rested for a while with heavy breathing.
I let her rest a while and then whispered to her, "The real climax is still to come."
"Nnnn. Please do not play with me any more. I am so satisfied."
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